I’ve heard people say, “I’m an open book.”
Really?
How open are we? I mean, “Really open.”
I talked with a pastor recently and asked him who he felt truly safe with.
“Hmmm,” he said. “To be honest, probably no one.”
“Does anyone know your secrets?” I asked.
“Nope.”
“Your spouse?”
“Nope.”
“How does that feel to you?”
“Don’t know.”
“What would it mean to explore that?”
“Don’t know.”
“Would you like to meet again?”
“Don’t know.”
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And how about you, or me, or those in our circle, our sphere of influence? Are we safe? Safe enough to be transparent?
“What would happen if we knew one another well enough to give and receive grace in the hardest places, loving one another through real, ugly, messy life?” — Aubrey Smith
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